Heroes Generations Novels & Stories

And it was a terrible meeting we both had in the first place. Noah Moore, my first and last rival, gave me a disastrous first impression that I hated him from the beginning. He was not only my enemy but my whole family is a rival for generations after generations. In fact, I studied business just to hold the position of my father to beat them. We never had any good memories rather it was full of violence and blood. Sometimes he tried to kill me but because of my defence skills I somehow managed to escape. He even tried killing my parents but I was a barrier for him that he could never be near us.

"Just imagine for a moment. Group Azure was built with your parents' hard work, this house can't just magically appear, right? It was built, right, Fathia? And then... you have to hand it all over just because you want a peaceful life? I'm not blaming your decision. Not at all. If I were you, I'd want peace too. I wouldn't want any tragedies like this." Fathia pursed her lips. "I'm alone, Fathia. My parents have been dead for a long time. They left me some money, not much, but I have skills. Until I could open a shop." Jess took a slow breath. "My heart would ache if, in my old age, my child, who should be enjoying the fruits of my young labor, is struggling to make ends meet. While my legac

He paused for a while, then continued to speak. "I work for an organization called the GOH,Guardians of the Hex. We fight all sort of bad, human and non human. We use advanced technology and combat to fight our enemies" he emphasized. Confusion struck me.I didn't know how to react. I felt proud of my father, I also felt angry at him for abandoning his family to save the world. As I lifted my gaze, I saw my father looking back at me, I smiled, hoping he could not see the anger within me as I was embarrassed to show my true feelings to people I hadn’t known that long. He didn't smile, he only gave me a hug.” I love you my child, please forgive me "he whispered."

The war is ugly, bloody, and it never, never ends well, even if one side wins both will lose. Many mercenaries did not return to their families. Many fields were burned. But revenge was in the past. Those who had pointed swords toward each other are now sharing a mug of wine. And I'm still here being forced to tell you all this litany that you have already memorized! But well, the loser serves the winner. An old rule, but always valid, so I understand your reasons. Kreg is no more. Not for the people, who now share their homeland. The point is that there is still an heir.

I’ve been to the girls’ apartment a million times. Summer and her crew—Chris, Fati, JoJo—are some of the best friends I’ve ever had. My family’s lived in this area with them our whole lives. Their mom, Meredith, is the main oracle of the Goddess, and my parents are demi-gods. We’re legacy kids, born from the wolves who ended the war and rebuilt the world.

Heroes got a new AI the older generation AI created with their own self-consciousness with a little bit of experience serving as their panel daily task voice prompt and Sotiras got the more intelligent and powerful one as it only needed to consume a little bit of energy for the Sotiras to know their task or do the things or make the Sotiras wanted to do. Well, even though both 'Heroes' and 'Sotiras' was still dominated by an AI, controlling them and putting a bomb on their head that serve as the binding method for the loyalty of the system and the Host, not discriminately leaving the other person or an AI behind in times of danger. Well, the only thing that can break their binding if ever th

Heroes got a new AI the older generation AI created with their own self-consciousness with a little bit of experience serving as their panel daily task voice prompt and Sotiras got the more intelligent and powerful one as it only needed to consume a little bit of energy for the Sotiras to know their task or do the things or make the Sotiras wanted to do. Well, even though both 'Heroes' and 'Sotiras' was still dominated by an AI, controlling them and putting a bomb on their head that serve as the binding method for the loyalty of the system and the Host, not discriminately leaving the other person or an AI behind in times of danger. Well, the only thing that can break their binding if ever th

Heroes got a new AI the older generation AI created with their own self-consciousness with a little bit of experience serving as their panel daily task voice prompt and Sotiras got the more intelligent and powerful one as it only needed to consume a little bit of energy for the Sotiras to know their task or do the things or make the Sotiras wanted to do. Well, even though both 'Heroes' and 'Sotiras' was still dominated by an AI, controlling them and putting a bomb on their head that serve as the binding method for the loyalty of the system and the Host, not discriminately leaving the other person or an AI behind in times of danger. Well, the only thing that can break their binding if ever th

Mom was best friends with Randell's mom, Hilary Jacobson, and she had also apologized profusely to Mom before for this incident, so Mom decided to just let it be for Hilary's sake. But now, since Randell had come knocking on the door instead, Mom didn't need to hold back anymore. She stopped him at the door and forbade him from entering the house. "Randell Lautner, Cassie has already transferred to a Merunican college abroad. "Oh, you didn't know that? She never told you after all? "That makes sense. You nearly got her killed in the middle of the night after all. I bet she'd never forgive you for the rest of her life."

This made everyone start murmuring. They weren’t as much as they used to be in the past. They were a group of feral, unkempt and hungry looking people. They had hairs growing, they were struggling for their lives. Most had died either from hunger or getting attacked by wild animals who were stronger than them. Being together gave them a longer span as they went together and fought against predators. There were no elders or ranks. None of them were concerned about family, it was more of a own your own empire and some times, the weak would get oppressed.